Betting On A Sure Thing

inquired a gentleman ' a reporter as the two walked togetber on Dearborn Street. He pointed to a handsomely dressed old man with an attractive face, keen, black eyes, and closely eropped grav whlskers, who came tovrard them. "Yes," I see him." "Wel!, that man is orcr flfty years old." "'hat of t?" "Notbing, evcept th.al I will bot you that he is uot iifty, and 1 will win the bet." "How can you win if you tsko tho wrong side, according to }-our owu statement?" "But I do not take the wrong sido. He is not fifty, he is sixty-five." "That is a very childish joke," remarked the reporter. "I agree with you there," said liis 'companion, langhing. "But that handsome old man and an cquallv attractiro accomplice of half his age rake in at least a hundred dollars in bets every week by means of that silly trick. Thcy travel through the country to work their little game. They pretend to be total strangers, but they keep near each other, and the accomplico raanages to get foolish young men to bet on the ago of the old fellow in the way I havo eiplained to you. Somo people will bet on anything, you know." "How do they make the dupes give np the money?" "It is always agreed that the old man shall decide the bet and hold the stakes. He always decides one way. Then both the swindlers laugh so hcartily over the pretended joke that the other fellow is